tfw you’re trying to go check things and accidentally follow someone so you unfollow just as fast
I’M SORRY TO THE PERSON I FOLLOWED, THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT. MY TRACKPAD HATES ME.

#extradirty

if i look back, i am lost
Misplaced Lens Cap

oozey mess
DEAR READER
we're not kids anymore.
Xuebing Du
Sweet Seals For You, Always

blake kathryn
Peter Solarz
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Monterey Bay Aquarium
art blog(derogatory)
NASA

roma★
KIROKAZE

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Cosmic Funnies
trying on a metaphor

Kiana Khansmith
seen from United Kingdom
seen from France

seen from Canada
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seen from United States
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seen from South Africa

seen from Germany
seen from United States
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seen from United Arab Emirates

seen from Paraguay
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@burningdaggers
tfw you’re trying to go check things and accidentally follow someone so you unfollow just as fast
I’M SORRY TO THE PERSON I FOLLOWED, THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT. MY TRACKPAD HATES ME.
A couple of Nevermore faded away as the flames ate at their being. Misella was wandering the city, munching on some mochi this time around. Still trying to get used to the area. She’d seen a lot of things, but a place with odd creatures and enforcers? That was very strange.
But she knows better than to make assumptions about what’s going on. Instead, she pauses while seeing a white-haired girl. The Enforcer nearby had been lazily doing a patrol when it had sensed Misella, and had turned towards her. The girl was in the way--
The Enforcer moved around the girl, moving straight towards Misella. A glyph appeared at her side, and she pulled a sword from it before charging in and slicing the Enforcer in half.
“Hey, you better find some shelter. This place ain’t safe to wander about.”
@toxicdogars
Want a Misella to drink your pepsi and call you a bitch?
A Misella who can probably suplex god?
Then like this for a starter, and your very own Misella will come to deliver.
No cap.
“That’s not my Vicious.” She’s casually munching on a piece of bread as she walks through the city to her apartment, completely ignoring the chaos around her. Just another Tuesday for her.
“Mine’s more flexible.”